The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 8

"Ms. Gonzalez, it shows you're married. Does your husband know you're leaving?"

"Yeah, we're on the brink of divorce," Nancy whispered hurriedly, her voice barely above a murmur. The clerk paused, "The process to terminate your status has started. You'll need to come in a week to submit your application. Will that work for you?"

Without hesitation, Nancy firmly replied, "Yes, I'll be there."

Not just in a week. Nancy would make time anytime if it meant getting away from Cyrus.

With a nod, the clerk ended the call.

The vast silence of the house enveloped her once more, broken only by the sound of water in the bathroom.

Nancy's expression was hard to read, a mix of emotions she couldn't quite name. Just a little longer, and she'd be free from Cyrus.

phone pinged, snapping her out of her thoughts. It was a

a second to like my

check. And

snuggled up against a man radiating joy. Even though the man's face was out of frame, the clothes he wore

caption read, [When the wrong jewels find their rightful owner. Thanks for the gifts, love. It feels great to be treated

the post until her eyes stung. So, Cyrus had taken Hayley to the

She wanted to see how far this farce would go.

emerged, a cloud of steam in his wake.

you looking so down? If someone's bothering my Nancy, I'll handle

she saw Cyrus approach, Nancy's heart skipped a beat, but she

at Nancy, trying to gauge her expression. "What's wrong? Did

survey asking if true love in marriage

and said, "Of

lips, a rush of desire